Finn X Flame Princess Novels & Stories

, he said. “No. There is one more thing left to do”, she responded. “Fin has been released and he is currently on his way to where we want him to be. Everything is in place now so what is left?”, he asked. “Take me to Russo’s cell”, she said staring deadpan into his eyes. Her amber eyes were blazing in flames. “Yes, princess.” * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

It needed to be snapped or killed or it needed to be appeased or fed; they could douse the fire or they could add fuel to the flames. The problems with these flames was that Finn was entirely sure they would burn him alive if he ever succumbed to them. It was something he had never felt before, this fire that had flared up high that night at the party and spat viciously every time they saw each other; it was dirty and ferocious and seemed perfectly content to build slowly inside of him until he couldn’t handle it anymore and when that happened, he wasn’t sure what he would do.

--- My princess, I need energy, I don't know if you noticed but I'm a big and strong male, I need to eat a lot-- I say looking at her again, my gaze passes over her whole body, I know I must look like a pervert, but this woman drives me crazy She bites her lower lip, which makes my situation worse, my friend wants to be released Deep breath --- But it's just a little piece darling, I'd offer mine what you're doing, but he doesn't seem to care about it, I think he likes meat-- he says making a face, looks like someone didn't like the idea of her baby eating meat. She knows very well how to blackmail someone, she knows very well that I would rather give her all my bread and see her eat hers th

“I’ll never get over how beautiful they are.” Just like Nia, and her mother’s wolf, Leia, Belle’s wings were the perfect shade of blue with lilac shading and golden streaks along the outlines. When they fluttered, they sparkled as though they were decorated with diamonds. Because her most prominent ability was fire, many people expected her wings to represent that and be a delicate shade of orange. But Belle’s fire element went much further than the standard faes abilities, she was of royal blood after all.

For a few seconds, no one moved, but Lyra felt Kaelan shift in front of her; his body went rigid, his stance widened, every muscle coiled and ready. Malek smiled at them, but it wasn’t a pleasant smile. It was cold and full of malice. “Look at this,” he drawled, stepping forward. “Stormfall’s little princess… and Bloodpine’s Alpha. Together. How poetic.” Lyra’s pulse hammered. Ember snarled inside her, claws scraping at the edges of her mind, desperate to protect them.

Ember is dressed in fire-forged armor, standing over my chained body. “You were always too soft, Bastion.” She says. “Too foolish and self-centered to see what I really needed.” The same man stands behind her, arms folded, looking like a muscle-bound god. “You want me to kill him, Flame?” She smiles “No. let him rot. He was never worth my time.” The vision faded and I screamed, not out loud, my dry throat couldn’t handle it. But inside, where it counts. Where she wants it to hurt.

Her face, once calm, had gone deathly pale, her eyes wide as she stared at her Alpha lying at her feet. “Alpha…?” she whispered. But she wasn’t the only one reacting. The Pyromancer leader stepped forward. His hand stretched out, and from his fingertips, flames lashed out like a whip. Before I could shift into my wolf or before Caspian could summon his water magic—the fiery rope had already wrapped around us. The heat burned straight through my skin, pinning my arms to my sides. I screamed as the pain from my old wounds clashed with the scorching fire.

Zed Alaric, Paladin Prince, holy hum and clean metallic scent clashing with the room's darker magics. The women: Xylia, Water Fae Princess, fiercely competitive; Thalassa Aegir, Mermaid Princess, serene and pearlescent; Dahila, Witch Noble, ancient power in velvet; Terrica, Earth Elven Princess, severe and judgmental; Zephina, Shadowborn Noble, cloaked in depths; Amira, Nephilim Princess, vibrating with celestial energy; Lyra Astraea, Celestial Mage, gazing at invisible sky charts; Morwen, Siren Princess, ethereal; Elara, Phoenix Princess, radiating subtle warmth; Petra, Valkyrie Noble, armored and formidable; Wren, Light Mage, gentle contrast; Rhysandra Nychus, Vampire Noble, compensating f

She smelt of rain. Misha always smelt of flowers. She... She smelt of rain. Suddenly, Axel wished it was raining. * The two figures came closer, Fire and Ice, with the moon shining at both of them, glad that they would meet under Her watchful gaze, smiling when the two clashed finally and would prove once and for all, the power of love itself. Let the magic begin.

She giggled when she was tickled by their flapping wings against her face. Theo smiled first before answering. Maddie takes away all his stress from ruling even with just her smile. "This is the sanctuary of the novis flam." Maddie turned around and her brows met as she cannot understand the last phrase Theo said. "The what?" Theo pointed to the fountain with his hand and Maddie followed it with her eyes. "The last flame." Maddie nodded before she looked at Theo. "Last? What do you mean by that?" Theo asked her to sit on the nearby bench. The guards are scattered around the place but no one is near them. Somehow they got some privacy which put Maddie at ease. She glanced at the fountain firs